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Wednesday, February 10, 2016

HOW I WROTE THORPE'S MAIL ORDER BRIDE -- BY CYNTHIA WOOLF

by Cynthia Woolf

I love to write mail-order bride books, so that is mostly
what I write. Thorpe’s Mail-Order Bride started out with a different title and
then it was pointed out that my main characters were not living up to that
title. So I rethought about the book and what it was actually about and changed
the name.

I’m a big fan of NCIS: New Orleans and I wanted a book that
had some of that flavor in it. From that primordial soup came Helena Dubois the
daughter of a madam. And not just any madam, but the most celebrated and famous
madam in all of New Orleans.

So I had my heroine, now she needed a hero. And I needed
conflict in the story. What could be better than a man, John Thorpe, blacksmith
in Morgan’s Crossing, in the Montana Territory, who wants a wife of good and
moral character? What would happen when he finds that our heroine’s mother is a
madam? Will he still believe our heroine is a moral person? Well, of course
not. What would the fun in that be?

Next I had my heroine return to New Orleans to her mother. I
needed to get the flavor of New Orleans so I could put some of that in the book
and into my heroine’s mother, who is French. I went to New Orleans, to the
French Quarter, to the Monteleone hotel which I mention in the book. We went to
the Garden District, where I set my heroine’s mothers’ mansion.

I like to visit the places that I set my stories. It helps
me to have the flavor of the countryside or city. I know what the place looks
like and can use that information to impart descriptions and a feeling for the
area and then I get more information about the people who lived there from
books about that period in time for that area, in this case the year was 1887.

With one of my series I placed it in Golden, Colorado, which
is where I grew up. I worked in the Pioneer Museum and the Railroad Museum when
I was a teenager and my mother was a librarian so I knew how to do research. It
was fun to go back in time and see what my town was like in the 1860’s

and 70’s.

Here is an excerpt from Thorpe’s
Mail-Order Bride

“I can understand your reluctance to believe me, but it is
the truth. I should have let Mellisande accompany me. She wanted to, you know,
but I wanted to tell you myself, vain person that I am.”

He turned his hat over and over
on his lap.

“I thought sure you’d be happy
about the news. Look, I’m a well-known business-man and couldn’t have my
relationship with your mother known within certain circles. When you were two,
we decided I should remarry and when you were six we sent you away to school to
shield you from your mother’s business. One of your classmates, Eric Rappaport,
is my stepson. Do you remember him?”

Lena’s breath caught in her
throat at that news. She sat straighter, glad she was sitting on the chair.
“That’s true,” she nodded. “I do remember Eric. He was totally obnoxious and
mean to me the whole time we were at school together. Does he know about this,
too? That you’re supposed to be my father.”

Robert sat forward on his chair.
“I’m afraid he does. He overheard me telling my wife, his mother, of your
existence. I wanted to take care of you and did the best I could. Now, though,
you’re of an age that you must marry and have children of your own. I’ve found
a suitable man back in New York. One of my business partners actually. Your
mother’s association to you will never be known.”

Anger gave Lena strength and she
stood, back straight. She would not show any softness toward him, no matter how
much she wanted to have a father. He could be a complete liar. But he wouldn’t have known those things
about me if he wasn’t who he said he is. “You propose to tell me that
you’re my father and I must marry
someone you have chosen for me, all in few minutes. Are you out of your mind?”

“No. You are an adult now and
need to take on adult responsibilities.”

She couldn’t believe his
arrogance and she didn’t need a stranger’s help in securing a husband. She
would remain calm, just like she did when the children she taught were getting
rambunctious.

“I’ll pick my own husband.”

“Listen to me Helena—”

“My name is Lena and I refuse to
be dictated to by a stranger. Please leave.” She pulled the cord for Thaddeus.

The library door opened and
Thaddeus entered. He was not just a butler, but also her mother’s bodyguard.
Lena had no fear when he was near. “You rang, Miss Lena?”

“Yes, Thaddeus. Please show out
this gentleman.”

“I’ll leave now, Helena,” Robert
donned his hat. “But I’ll be back in two weeks and I expect you to be ready to
come with me to New York.

“Please leave, Mr. Drummond,
before I have Thaddeus hail a police officer.”

“As you wish.” Drummond was not
a happy man, but he stood and left through the door that Thaddeus held open. “I
can find my own way out.”

Lena shook all over. Never would
she marry some man her mother, or her newly discovered father, had chosen for
her. Her mother had tried before to get her to marry. Lena was shamed by
Mellisande’s business and might hate herself sometimes because of that shame,
but she hadn’t fallen so far that she would allow her mother to choose a
husband for her. She hadn’t before when Mellisande wanted her to, why would her
mother think that she would now?

How could they tell her all of this at once
and expect her to acquiesce to their demand? First she had a father, and
second, she was supposed to marry some strange man, not of her choosing. That
had been the problem last time. She hadn’t chosen the man. Her mother had. This
was no different and she would not stand for it.

She dropped into one of the
large overstuffed chairs in front of the empty fireplace, making sure it was
not the one her father had sat in.
Grabbing the paper from the coffee table she flipped through the pages looking
for a special advertisement. One she’d heard whispered about by her teacher
friends at school when they wanted to marry.

Finally she found it and read to
remind herself of the details.

Women wanted. Matchmaker & Co in Golden, Colorado is recruiting
women with the object of marriage to one of their thoroughly screened
bachelors. These men are farmers, ranchers, miners and of other occupations,
that are desirous of marriage and family. Contact Mrs. Maggie Black, with your
photograph and the type of man you are looking for.

This was perfect. She could
choose a husband far away from both New York and New Orleans. Her parents would
never find her and she’d finally lead her own life as she saw fit.

Cynthia Woolf, Author

Cynthia Woolf is the award winning and best-selling author of
nineteen historical western romance books and two short stories with more books
on the way. She was born in Denver, Colorado and raised in the mountains west
of Golden. She spent her early years running wild around the mountain side with
her friends.

Their closest neighbor was about one quarter of a mile away, so her little
brother was her playmate and her best friend. That fierce friendship lasted
until his death in 2006.

Cynthia loves writing and reading romance. Her first western romance, Tame A
Wild Heart, was inspired by the story her mother told her of meeting Cynthia’s
father on a ranch in Creede, Colorado. Although Tame A Wild Heart takes place
in Creede, that is the only similarity between the stories. Her father was a
cowboy not a bounty hunter and her mother was a nursemaid (called a nanny now)
not the ranch owner.

Cynthia credits her wonderfully supportive husband Jim and the
great friends she's made at Colorado Romance Writers for saving her sanity and allowing her to explore
her creativity.